This poem is a continuation to what I wrote in my book on collection of poems: BEYOND THE MIRAGE, poem 21; MY SON. The poem is thinking about the
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18. I SEE18. I SEE
I see green, The colour of grasses growing. I see blue, The colour of the sky. I see red, The colour of roses. I see yellow, The colour of
SUMMARY: I SEESUMMARY: I SEE
I See, the next poem, is appreciation of nature, what do you see? Photo credits: https://unsplash.com/photos/UW5YUJ1OpYE
RANDOMRANDOM
I was scrolling on my phone and saw a post that talked about the essence of being selfish once in a while and it inspired me to write this poem.
17. MEMORIES17. MEMORIES
They are: Forefront Epicenter Historical Unforgettable Loved Treasured Refreshing Amazing Untouchable Admired Charming Passed Saddening Jovial Natural. Photo credits: https://unsplash.com/photos/P2aOvMMUJnY
SUMMARY: MEMORIESSUMMARY: MEMORIES
The 17th poem is Memories. The poem as the name suggests is about memories, describing them. Photo credits: https://unsplash.com/photos/qqd8APhaOg4
16.GRACE16.GRACE
It is in the small; The joy of others, The giving to the less blessed, The contributions to the unfortunate, The visits to children’s home, The hospital’s going to the
SUMMARY: GRACESUMMARY: GRACE
Grace, the next poem is appreciating that those little things like visiting the sick matter. Photo credits: https://unsplash.com/photos/DurGX0B94mg
15. MONDAY15. MONDAY
Not every day is a Monday Today it be Saturday Tomorrow it be Sunday: A day of relaxation- To wake up late, To eat plenty of breakfast, To wander in
SUMMARY: MONDAYSUMMARY: MONDAY
The next poem, Monday, appreciates that not everyday is a Monday. The poem gives a but, that it may be a weekend and also end up to reaching a Monday.